My Great Ex-Scape by Portia MacIntosh

Author:Portia MacIntosh [MacIntosh, Portia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Boldwood Books
Published: 2020-01-15T16:00:00+00:00

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I have known, since the day we boarded this ship, that we could order room service, twenty-four hours a day, completely free of charge (well, covered by our all-inclusive tickets). Breakfast, lunch, dinner, snacks, desserts – anything at all. That’s quite an appealing concept, isn’t it? You would be crazy not to take full advantage of that… and yet I have resisted. It’s not really a willpower thing, it was more of a social call. With my mum, dad and Eli all on board, I made a decision to enjoy all of my meals with them, instead of hiding in my suite, working my way through the menu, all alone.

Tonight was no exception. I got dressed for dinner, I met up with my parents (alone, because Eli had plans with André again), I didn’t complain when they wanted to eat in the same restaurant. Apparently they love the food there and they are really enjoying the company of Linda, Karen, Colin and Clive, who are also creatures of habit, dining in the same restaurant every night. Personally I’m a little bored of the super fine dining, I’d happily ‘rough it’ in one of the other restaurants – preferably one that has pizza on the menu, but still, I accompanied my parents as I said I would.

That was until we got there and I realised my mum was edging me into the seat next to Clive again. Bloody boring, weird, oil-anecdote-telling Clive. Clive who could (and probably would) be my dad. Ew.

My mum is about as subtle as a steam train, so I could see her ushering me in Clive’s direction long before it was obvious to Clive, who, in his defence, I suppose, jumped up to pull my chair out for me.

Standing there in yet another clingy dress, holding in my tummy for pretty much everyone’s benefit but my own… I don’t know, I just decided I’d had enough. That I deserved a night off.

So I made an excuse about feeling seasick, headed back to my suite, hopped out of my dress, into my cosy pyjamas and I called for some room service. I say some… it was loads. I called for more room service than one girl needs. A Hawaiian pizza (because pineapple absolutely does belong on a pizza), courgette fries, a salad (probably just for appearances though, if I’m being honest – a healthy but completely empty gesture) and a salted caramel brownie with ice cream. All for me.

At first I felt a little bit bad for bailing on my parents, but now that I’m watching a movie and pigging out, I feel much better. I needed this time for myself.

It’s kind of nice to be alone for a bit. I’ve lived on my own for a while and as much as I have always craved my independence and my own space, I’m a people person. Night after night alone in front of the TV before climbing into an empty bed is not my favourite. That’s why I’ve

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